wrestling with your playful,
lithe, smooth, merciless
smile as the night hints
into the forgotten clouds
landing on the earth of
your supple skin, my
irrepressible and irrational
languish over minutes
of crushing desire to be
closer to you than I was
the last time,
the fluid memory of
staring at your lips as
you spoke softly of dreams
and sunsets,
begging to arrive,
begin, adore the
helpless moments
i waited for no one
but you.
for calliope
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